Open Bar: Funnier Than White People Practicing Voodoo

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

I mean, if I'm not revolving my life around your writing, and actually like you as a person and not as a producer of entertainment, then that's you setting yourself up for a chump. Makes perfect fucking sense. Just like I only make art so my friends can ooh and ahhh over it, and not out of any inner drive or innate sense of satisfaction over it. If they fail to fully appreciate the gift I'm giving them by allowing them to be an audience for my beads and don't show me proper appreciation, they're basically backstabbing betrayers who are setting me up as a fool and I know better than to continue treating them like human beings.

Who needs friends? It's all about ADMIRERS and an AUDIENCE.

[Nephew Twiddleton]

Eh... I might have missed something but I'm pretty sure that Roger's being sincere and not passive-aggressive.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

I mean, if I'm not revolving my life around your writing, and actually like you as a person and not as a producer of entertainment, then that's you setting yourself up for a chump. Makes perfect fucking sense. Just like I only make art so my friends can ooh and ahhh over it, and not out of any inner drive or innate sense of satisfaction over it. If they fail to fully appreciate the gift I'm giving them by allowing them to be an audience for my beads and don't show me proper appreciation, they're basically backstabbing betrayers who are setting me up as a fool and I know better than to continue treating them like human beings.

Who needs friends? It's all about ADMIRERS and an AUDIENCE.

Naw, that's not entirely accurate. 

I walked into the house last week talking to you on the phone, pretty damn happy because I had a chance to talk to my friend.  When I hung up the phone, Jenn asked me who I was talking to.  I said I had been talking to you.  Keelin says "Well, get ready for a kick, then."  Jenn just shook her head. 

"What?"

"Every time you and Nigel get along, you get bitch-slapped, Dad.  For a smart guy, you're pretty dumb.  Hell, last month you were all bent out of shape because she took the time to laugh at you in public".

(bear in mind, I'm paraphrasing from memory, here.)

The very next thing you say to me?  Page 66-67.  I was a little out of sorts because Paes and a few others were into the story, so *I* was into the story, then everyone got busy. 

You were still right, of course, and you were in the post I'm responding to.  It's a character flaw that I'm going to have to deal with.  But in the meantime, I look dumb as fuck to my wife and my daughter.  The part that stings is that THEY are right, too.

I respect the hell out of you.  You're smart and you have integrity and you have drive.

But I as I was trying to get across to you last time around, you also have an almost preternatural ability to find fracture points and a compulsion to whack 'em.  And since we're being candid, I haven't really ever gotten over that laughter.  I can deal with being hollered at, I don't deal with contempt too well.  Or at all.

So you do what you gotta do.  I'm gonna spend the next few weeks convincing my daughter that I'm not entirely a fool.

[Suu]

Now I'm doing garb for a king and queen of another kingdom in the limited time I have already. Because this is what happens.

I AM INVINCIBLE! 

Quickly, Scrid...the COFFFEEEEEEEEEEE

[LMNO]

I'll be in Austin until Tuesday. 

Everyone be cool.


The napalm is under the sink.

[Salty]

I'll be in Austin until Tuesday. 

Everyone be cool.


The napalm is under the sink.

 

ALL I CAN FIND IS SCRATCH PROOF SPONGES.

WHYYYYY?

[Luna]

I'll be in Austin until Tuesday. 

Everyone be cool.


The napalm is under the sink.

 

Because I got to it first.   

ALL I CAN FIND IS SCRATCH PROOF SPONGES.

WHYYYYY?

[trix]

So a close friend of mine just had her baby, 9 lbs, full head of black hair.  Apparently he pooped in the womb just before the C-section and breathed it in on his first breath, so nobody can hold him yet until they do something about that.  I'm told it's not a huge deal though and he will be fine.

I'm looking forward to giving the little guy hell for the rest of his life, for not even waiting until he's out of the womb before getting shitfaced!

[Raz Tech]

So you're saying he popped out of the womb with a shit-eating grin?

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

I mean, if I'm not revolving my life around your writing, and actually like you as a person and not as a producer of entertainment, then that's you setting yourself up for a chump. Makes perfect fucking sense. Just like I only make art so my friends can ooh and ahhh over it, and not out of any inner drive or innate sense of satisfaction over it. If they fail to fully appreciate the gift I'm giving them by allowing them to be an audience for my beads and don't show me proper appreciation, they're basically backstabbing betrayers who are setting me up as a fool and I know better than to continue treating them like human beings.

Who needs friends? It's all about ADMIRERS and an AUDIENCE.

Naw, that's not entirely accurate. 

I walked into the house last week talking to you on the phone, pretty damn happy because I had a chance to talk to my friend.  When I hung up the phone, Jenn asked me who I was talking to.  I said I had been talking to you.  Keelin says "Well, get ready for a kick, then."  Jenn just shook her head. 

"What?"

"Every time you and Nigel get along, you get bitch-slapped, Dad.  For a smart guy, you're pretty dumb.  Hell, last month you were all bent out of shape because she took the time to laugh at you in public".

(bear in mind, I'm paraphrasing from memory, here.)

The very next thing you say to me?  Page 66-67.  I was a little out of sorts because Paes and a few others were into the story, so *I* was into the story, then everyone got busy. 

You were still right, of course, and you were in the post I'm responding to.  It's a character flaw that I'm going to have to deal with.  But in the meantime, I look dumb as fuck to my wife and my daughter.  The part that stings is that THEY are right, too.

I respect the hell out of you.  You're smart and you have integrity and you have drive.

But I as I was trying to get across to you last time around, you also have an almost preternatural ability to find fracture points and a compulsion to whack 'em.  And since we're being candid, I haven't really ever gotten over that laughter.  I can deal with being hollered at, I don't deal with contempt too well.  Or at all.

So you do what you gotta do.  I'm gonna spend the next few weeks convincing my daughter that I'm not entirely a fool.

Wow, seriously? I don't like getting guilt-tripped about not having time to play on the forum, so I say so, and that makes you look the fool? So, clearly it's ME doing the guilt-tripping and setting you up. Clearly, the common denominator isn't you saying shitty guilt-trippy things on the forum, it's that I respond to them.

OK then. Have a nice life.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

The irony here is that one way or another, it's my lack of engagement that's creating a problem. If I only had more to give, none of this would have happened.

Seriously, I am walking away. I have enough reference points in my life to be pretty certain this is not a drama I'm generating.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Love that you're using your wife and child to shame me, that's super classy.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

Love that you're using your wife and child to shame me, that's super classy.

You initiated this conversation in public.  I told you what happened.

If that rates a facebook block, etc, then okay.  See you around.

[minuspace]

[The Good Reverend Roger]

 

I hate you and I hate this situation, LuciferX, so stop fucking making me laugh.